What's Up Yours?

You hear the rumblings at the fest Rowdy boys in ancient dress But nae a one will near confess What lurks beneath the tartan You see the swagger and the sway Imagination runs away Could there be cloth or is there nay Behind the pleated curtain Finnich inarra finnich aneeah Finnich a feileadh mor A trophy or two and a ribbon of blue What's up yours? When Irish eyes are smiling What do you think they're smiling for? It's a nod and a wink to me lucky charms What's up yours? We stand here proud before the king We love to pipe, we love to sing Perhaps I'll do the highland fling To show you my affection Ye lasses with your scarlet sash I'll give your necks a good whiplash If you should turn and catch me crack A smile in your direction Finnich inara finnich aneeah Finnich a feileadh mor Could be the loch ness monster What's up yours? You can give the lass her fairin But the gems she will adore Are the ones she¹ll see above your knee What's up yours? Finnich inara finnich aneeah Finnich a feileadh mor A thundrous crack and a union jack What's up yours? When irish eyes are smilin' What d'you think they're smilin' for? It's a nod & a wink to me lucky charms What's up yours? Finnich inara finnich aneeah Finnich a feileadh mor A thundrous crack and a union jack What's up yours? You can give the lass her fairin But the gems she will adore Are the ones she¹'l see above your knee What's up yours? Finnich inara finnich aneeah Finnich a feileadh mor Could be me jolly roger What's up yours? Call it the lion rampant Call it dragon lore Willy wallace called it freedom! What's up yours?